"Good." Tar thought to himself. His eyes focused on the Turian as she went to go get a drink, talking to a select few others before setting the glass down and tapping it, as was his request. "She isn't against going out of her way to get something done." He was smiling underneath his mask. He wasn't the only one after her, but his dive into their backgrounds would commence shortly. He'd need to get a better look at them to find more on the people he'd most likely be working with.
"Thanks you for the signal." He started the message to Sicari. However, he grunted as a finger accidentally pressed an extra key. "Aria is not my friend, and a person of my appearance is sure to attract attention in Afterlife. Aria will not immediately kill me, but I cannot say the same for others in the club." He knew well that he was one of the few, if not only Volus on Omega, and his armor would surely get him noticed. "Vol clan cannot handle bar fights, especially one that could break out here, but I am watching."